Know Me

Should I have believed I was still a boy

Naive and sane, protected wholly

Tongue-tied and restless

Breathing of futures

Know meI am not a child

'Though you have age

You have not felt the painShould I have remained obedient and docile

So far restrained

The hands that hold me back

Could break my bones

As each one snaps

I hate my homeFar on my way

I should know, I was born here

Know meAm I just some fool? Am I far from ready?

Just let me fall and I'll believe you

Chained up and pampered I strain until I crack

Know me before you kill what I want to be

And leave me cold

Bled white

And feeling oldFar on my way

I should know, I was born here

Know meKnow all I am

Far on my way

I was cold then I exploded

Know me